Monday afternoon, Roger went to A-1 Auto Repair and rented a U-haul. He left his car at the shop and brought the small moving truck back to his apartm...nt and loaded the boxes. After an eight-mile morning run and carrying six boxes of clothes down to the U-haul truck, Roger was worn out that evening. At nine thirty, Roger turned off the television and went to bed.When Roger awoke at five thirty, he remembered his dream from the previous night.Roger was standing by the pond looking at Stacy’s. We all get down from the bus.that man followed me and he talk to me.i said why?..he told come with me..i said no I cant I don't know who u are.he said no no just trust me and please get in the taxi.i said ok and we both get in the taxi.at the taxi asked where are we going?and he told you was so sexy boy.i said thnks.and he told we are going to my home,and can u be my wife at home?i said what the fuck you telling.he said please honey please.i said no no.at the taxi he suddenly kiss in my. My hands slide across your belly from your elbows... then begin to move in slow circles edging ever higher until my thumbs brush against the bottoms of your breasts. Moving my hands back down across your belly, I hook my thumbs into the belt of the robe and pull it loose before sweeping my hands back up across your ribs, thumbs now firmly sliding along the full bottom curve of your breasts.My lips begin to slide along your neck gently nibbling my way down to your shoulder. My hands circle back. “It’s also silly for you to think you’re not pretty, but that doesn’t make any difference to you, now does it?”“Boys don’t look at me, like they look at Beverly,” she said.“That’s because you don’t go around dressed like that,” said Bobby, smiling.Bobby was showing Constance how to move the brush in long, even strokes when Prudence appeared. She was wearing her sweat suit again.“I guess these are my work clothes, now,” she said, picking at a paint stain.“Let’s get to it,” said Bobby. “We need.